[Comprehensive] collapse this little thing

"Eeeeeeeeeee—?!"

The child who originally planned to join in the fun and ask for a photo also realized at this moment that he had caused a catastrophe.Although he didn't understand the relationship between the hand in his palm and the trembling young man in front of him, anyone with a brain could tell that the other party's pain obviously came from this.

"me……"

He shoved that hand tremblingly into Sakura Mikan's, and took two steps back nervously—the dead karagi now looked like he had knotted veins on his arms and cleft eyes near his canthus, and he was completely out of shape. He looked like a ferocious beast, and there was a deterrent sound of unknown meaning from his throat, and his pupils contracted slightly visible to the naked eye.

"Big sister, you just said that this is hero equipment..."

The little fat man was so frightened that he couldn't speak fluently. As soon as he let go of his hand, a football rolled to the foot of Sigangmuhang.

"I, I thought it was like this..."

Sakura Mikan also showed a panicked expression, could it be that he has a dual personality?Is this hand the limiter of a special personality? !

The more she thought about it, the more she felt it made sense, and suddenly felt that the hand in her hand that she thought was just a failed decoration seemed extremely heavy.

Therefore, the sense of crisis that Ko Imai felt must be due to this reason... But now is not the time to think about these things!

Sakura Mikan shook her head fiercely, and re-focused her eyes on the dead handle wooden hanging with big beads of sweat dripping from her temples.

Well... so painful.

This is a long-lost, but rare pain.

……Eh?

While his expression was in a trance, Sigang Mudiao suddenly felt a little confused.

Why do I feel that such pain is familiar to me?

Irritability and hatred are born with pain, and with pain, they climb to the branches and leaves, forming disgusting and ugly flower discs.In the field of vision of Shigangmu, the whole world was slightly blood-red, and any scenery that he saw was slightly distorted.

With a wave of his hand, the teenager split the whole football into a pile of debris, and then he tried to get up, but because one hand supported the wooden bench, the whole chair collapsed into a pile of unrecognizable prototypes. sawdust.With the disappearance of the supporting force, the dead handle wooden hanger lost his balance and fell to the ground, kicking up a handful of sawdust and dust.A whole large living person was in so much pain that he was about to roll in the pile of sawdust, his brows were frowning and his eyes were almost crying, no matter how he looked at him, he felt that an ambulance was needed.The little fat man who was staying next to Sakura Mikan was so frightened that he ran tens of meters away. Sakura Mikan looked back and ignored him for the time being, and picked up the one that was originally stuck on the forehead of the dead handle wooden hanging. "Decorative hand", decided to wear it back anyway.

"It's like wearing a hat..."

While encouraging himself, Sakura Mikan tried to bend down to get close to the dead wood hanging in the pile of sawdust, but the latter obviously had only a biological stress response left, and it took [-]% of the time to push backhand. Strength, regards any creature that tries to approach itself as a hostile target.

It hurts.

All over the body, knuckle joints, blood vessels and nerves, the pain is everywhere, invading the bone marrow.The collapsed personality is like a turbulent and uncontrollable turbulent flow. Invisible power flows wantonly in the body, pouring out of nowhere, and finally concentrates on the fingertips, breaking down any object it touches into dust.

So painful.

The pain seems to be everywhere, and it seems to be looking at me from a distance across a river bank. The body is like a dry lake, eager to be reinjected into the trickle.The last time I felt this kind of near-death experience was when I was very young.The young body fell to the ground and twitched, almost wanting to vomit, and it took an unbelievably long time.

The memory of my childhood is not very clear, and every time I recall it, it is like a layer of impenetrable fog, but now in the pain of being on the verge of collapse, Sigang Muhang can barely remember. When I looked up with all my strength, what I saw was a pair of extremely cold and scrutinizing eyes.

Although he can't remember the appearance of his parents at all, but for some reason, Sigang Muhang can be sure that they are definitely not his blood relatives.

Who is that?

"...That, that, Shimura-senpai!"

Sakura Mikan was slammed with a palm and took a step back and sat on the ground. At this moment, she didn't care about the embarrassment, she turned around and got up and rushed forward, trying to put the hand on the dead handle wood again. hanging on the forehead.

"...Shimura-senpai...!!"

Sakura Mikan yelled loudly while trying to get closer, besides the bench that had turned into sawdust, even some of the vegetation that he caught unconsciously had been disintegrated into debris, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.

In short, he can't be allowed to continue destroying things around him like this!

Finally realizing that he can actually use Nullification to curb the runaway personality of Shikura Mudou, Sakura Mikan took a heavy step forward with one foot: "... Zhuan arc-sama!"

It seemed that there was a transparent wind blowing.

Accompanied by the movement of adding momentum to oneself, invisible ripples spread out from the center of Sakura Mikan.It cleanses the soul like the wind, and contains everything like water, but it doesn't stop there... The girl concentrates her mind and carries out a deeper restraint on the invisible spiritual power.

Nullification should be a gentler, more detailed force that can prevent people from being harmed.

It didn't take oneself as the center of the explosion to spread unrestrainedly to the surroundings, but it used itself as the source of the information, steadily directing a more gentle force to the boy who fell on the ground in front of him.The tyrannical and uncontrollable power was restrained because of this, and the burning pain that seemed to be cut directly on the pain nerve seemed to be slightly relieved by some power. The shadow once again attached to his forehead.

Bring a long-lost sense of security and a calming atmosphere.

"Mr. Zhuan Hu... what's going on? Are you okay?"

Not yet calmed down again, Sigang Muhang opened his eyes between his fingers, and the first scene he saw was the drooping orange double-strand braid.

Ah, sure enough, this guy is unkillable.

Sakura Mikan, who has been stamped with the label "cannot be killed" for no reason, still looks anxious, although the assumption is correct that the hand on Shimura-senpai's forehead is indeed similar to a "switch" or "valve". , but judging from the current situation, it is impossible to judge whether this is multiple personalities or some other reason.

"Well……"

Sigang Muhang propped himself up, curling up one finger habitually.After regaining his sanity, the current leader of the enemy alliance quickly and dismayed to realize that with the return of sanity, there was a lot of mess left for him to deal with.

The girl in front of me is the most urgent case that needs to be dealt with.

However, his brief contact experience made it impossible for him to simply and rudely issue killing orders to the subordinates of his enemy alliance.

Sakura Mikan was still waiting for the other party's response to the question "How's your body?", Shigaraki Hang reluctantly raised his arms and waved his hands, indicating that he was fine.

Then, as if some evil spirit was chasing after him, Sigang Muhang stood up and walked away, even if his steps were still a little staggering, he wanted to stumble away from here.

"Mr. Zhuan Arc!"

Sakura Mikan wanted to keep up, but there was such a big problem just now, leaving alone or something...

——Of course the damaged public property is also to be compensated!

"Don't follow."

Sigang Muhang kept walking, and said: "...don't follow."

"Yes, but..."

Sure enough, Sakura Satsuma did as she said, and stopped when he wanted to speak.

"I, cough."

Niigaragi felt that his current image might not be able to threaten the daily conversations of the enemy alliance such as "If you talk too much, I will kill you": "I'm fine, you don't need to worry about it."

"That's why, Mr. Zhuan Hu."

The noisy guy behind him was still calling that strange name, as if the name must represent himself if he bit it to death: "After all, this is a public property, and you have to pay for it if it is destroyed like this. There is also a small piece of vegetation around... ..."

Dead handle wooden hanging: "..."

The figure who was leaving paused, and then Sakura Mikan heard a few words that seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth in a voice of hatred: "I will, I will, I will."

The enemy alliance's operating funds are not bad, but the point is, it's really embarrassing.

Obviously, they wantonly destroyed so many buildings before, and even turned the entire Hosu City into a sea of ​​flames, but now they have to pay compensation for an ordinary long wooden bench in the park...

How do you think so useless!

However, it cannot be refuted.

After repeatedly chewing on this complicated feeling in his heart, Sigang Muhang gritted his teeth, turned around and hid in the shadow of the vegetation.

"—Oh, oh, the last time I saw you in such a mess was more than ten years ago."

In the shadows, the sound of black mist came.

When he first realized that he was not in the right state, the dead handle wooden hanger had already directly destroyed the alarm connected to the black mist - it was not a device that "can communicate when in danger", but the opposite In other words, an alarm that indicates the location of the last signal sent after the communication is disconnected.

Once the signal that had been connected all the time was suddenly blocked, it indicated that Heiwu needed to activate his personality to go to that coordinate point to recover the dead handle wood hanger.

"Ah, something went wrong."

After passing through the portal made by the black mist, Siganmu Hang said in a hoarse voice.

"Do you need to order me or Tuwais to help kill the target?"

Hei Wu thought for a while about the girl standing in the sun with a confused expression: "Is she responsible for the state you were in just now?"

the young man asked tentatively.In fact, he knew why Sigang Muhang ran so violently, but even so, he could exaggerate to such an extent...

In the past, there was obviously no such violent withdrawal reaction.

This may not be supported for much longer.he thought to himself.